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Sometimes I do crazy things. (My daughter says most of the time but that’s a different issue.) I have been living in our Bed and Breakfast in San Antonio Palopó for the last year. During that year, Rocio has been living in my house in Panajachel while finishing school in Sololá. The house has been on the market for a while but has not sold. In other words, a pain as I am maintaining a house plus the B&B which has needed a lot of changes/updates.

My part-time maid also works part time in the Lake Atitlan Wellness Clinic, a pretty amazing free clinic. A few weeks ago she told me the clinic was going to have to move. I know about the clinic and it offers a great service to the community. I started thinking “what if I gave my house to them”?

If you live in Panajachel, you can find lots of hardware stores and generally what you are looking for. But, other places on the lake you are less lucky. Now that I live in San Antonio I find myself making trips to Pana looking for things. Sometimes it is worth it, sometimes not. Well, it seems like this is now an on-line alternative.

Today is some sort of holiday. Quite honestly, I don’t keep track. It’s not that there are a lot of them but they usually are something I will forget about in less than a year.

Here, an official holiday means schools, government offices, banks and such are closed but, in general, all the businesses are open. Here are the responses of my daughter’s school and my two full-time employees to this holiday.

The exchange rates listed in the box on the left are best described as typical. Nothing official but what they seem to be. It’s a reasonable guide. But, there is an official rate — different for buying and selling — which is easy to find.

Three of us (myself and two CasasdeRocio guests) were in San Lucas ready to return to San Antonio Palopó. There is usually a Sunday boat at 1030 but we were told it wasn’t leaving until 1100. Then, magically at 1038 we saw a lot of San Antonians headed for one of the boats. While I was willing to squeeze in, Greg and Lita decided not to. So, I got off and we were quickly approached by the pilot of another boat. He offered us a private trip for Q125.